a monkey washing a cat


I'm actually glad that my twenties, which have by and large sucked, are officially over at 10:35 this evening.  I've celebrated so far by taking the day off of work, sleeping 10 hours and getting Five Guys for lunch.  This evening I do have plans with actual other human beings.  Then I'll drag this thing out through the weekend, seeing how much free booze and food I can score because my year of birth has a zero at the end. 
a monkey washing a cat

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They started blocking Livejournal at my job this week.  While I've been running too low on the ol' inspirado to update mine recently, and most of you on my friends list are pikers who don't update (or else you all went to wherever the cool kids on the internet^ are these days), I still miss it.  Oh, I still read when I get home, but since LJ is generally an at-work time killer it's generally too late to comment.  So this is just to say that I hope you crazy kids in LJ-land are doing OK.

*funny because there are no cool kids on the internet
giorgio moroder

Muse Sick and Our Memage

"List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to."

[info]ludickid did this one, and although I wasn't tagged, I'll do it anyway because it combines two of my favorite things - bleating about the music I love and procrastinating at work.

I'm supposed to tag 7 people, but I doubt 7 people read this.  If you read this, I'd love to read yours, but it's cool if you don't wanna. 
richard widmark in "night and the city"

Someday, I will write an entry here that doesn't involve me complaining about something.

 I was awakened for the second time in a week by my apartment building's fire alarm. False alarm, again. This time it was at 5 am, the exact worst possible time - too late for me to be able to go back to sleep, just early enough to fuck up the rest of my day. At least the temperature wasn't in the 40s with heavy rain like last time. Also, my allergies are killing me and the Metro's starting to get that humid, fermented summery piss smell.

Good morning, everyone!